I am fat
And ugly
I didn't use to be like this
I let go
For what is the use of sinewy muscles
When you love to lay your head on my chest
Hard, cold like a stone?
I rather be your water bed
What is the use of looks
When all eyes I need on me is yours?
Others observed and labelled and criticized
It was courage to love
You see through me
and send chills down to my
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